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He shook his head.
“Off. All of it.” He nodded to her chest; his gaze hadn’t left her breasts.
She smiled, reaching behind and unsnapping the clasps of her lace bra. She dropped it to the floor before hooking her fingers underneath the waist of her panties. She was so thankful to Ronnie for talking her into getting her Brazilian earlier that week.
She kicked her panties off and stood before him with her hands on her hips, waiting on his approval. Her breasts ached to feel his hands on them as they swayed in the air.
“Good girl.”
He moved as quick as lightning and scooped her up in his arms, and she gasped. He turned and sat her on the large marble island. Her ass met the coolness of the marble counter, and she shivered.
“Marcas,” she whimpered. He spread her legs and stood between them. “You have too many clothes on.”
“Don’t worry about me,” he growled, dipping his head into the crook of her neck.
He nipped her skin with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue, and she threw her head back.
She released a hiss, and he cupped her sensitive breasts in his hands and brought his lips to them. She moaned while he sucked one teat deep into his open, hot mouth. She buried her fingers in his short hair and held his head to her chest. He nuzzled and sucked on her soft mound then gave the other one attention.
“These breasts of yours are divine,” he whispered against her nipple. His tongue blazed a hot trail along her skin as he moved toward her jawline.
She threw her fingers through his hair, anchoring his face in front of hers. Their lips merged together in a searing kiss. His large hands gripped her ass and pulled her toward the edge of the island. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close to her. She slid her hands down to the edge of his shirt, but Marcas pulled back.
“Desert time,” he murmured, pushing her back on the island.
The coldness of the countertop had goosebumps spreading along her skin, and she settled back. Her core clenched in anticipation of what was to come. He trailed his hands along her body, caressing her breasts and continued down her soft abdomen.
“Marcas.” She groaned, the callused skin on his palms meeting the soft, supple skin of her inner thighs.
He pushed her legs apart, opening her to him. She bit her lip, loving the sensation of his fingers moving along her slit then dipping into her core.
“Just relax,” he said.
Her body was strung tight. There was no way she would be able to relax. She was naked, spread-eagled on his kitchen island, and he wanted her to relax?
Not happening.
She was painfully aroused. Her breasts begged for attention, but at the moment, his attention was solely focused on her soaked pussy.
He released a growl, covering her pussy with his mouth. Her body arched off the counter as his tongue spread her labia and connected with her clitoris. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when his tongue teased her clit. He sucked it deep within his mouth, and she thrust her pelvis toward his face.
He expertly flickered her small nub with his tongue, and her moans filled the air. She spread her legs wider to allow him to feast on her. Her breaths were coming faster, and she rocked her hips toward his face. She gripped his hair, riding his tongue, crying out, her body trembling.
Marcas ran his tongue along the entire length of her pussy, gathering her juices along the way toward her clit.
He knew how to bring her to the point where she just wanted to scream for him to make her climax. His hands pushed her legs wide, and his tongue trailed along her anus then back to her core. The man was taking his sweet precious time while she wanted to reach her peak now.
His finger glided through the evidence of her desire and slid deep within her core.
“Marcas!” she cried out as he sucked on her swollen flesh.
He thrust a second finger deep inside her to join the first one, stretching her. Her entire body shook, her orgasm approaching.
She needed something to hold on to. She reached over her head and gripped the edge of the island, bracing herself for the impending orgasm.
A deep growl echoed around the room. She wasn’t sure if it came from her or Marcas. He continued to thrust his fingers deep within her and latched on to her clit. The walls of her pussy tightened around his fingers as he pushed them deeper inside her. A scream tore from her lips, and the waves of her orgasm crashed into her.
